#AmericanWriters
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
Three crates of Private Eye Lett… the name and drawing of a detectiv… with magnifying glass on the sides of the crates of lettuce, form a great cross in man’s imagin…
I am standing in the cemetery at… What did Judy say? ‘God-forsaken… A very old man who has cancer on h… care of the cemetery, is raking a… manner as to almost (polish it lik…
Oh, pretty girl, you have trapped yourself in the wrong body.Twenty extra pounds hang like a lumpy tapestry on your perfect mammal na… Three months ago you were like a
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Tr… took the baby and went down there… watering the cover with big revolv…
A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, th… lake promised us eternity, but the… thousands of silly minnows, swimmi…
I lift the toliet seat as if it were the nest of a bird and I see cat tracks all around the edge of the bowl.
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.
she tries to get things out of men that she can’t get because she’s not 15% prettier